Dressed as the regent's palm

Chapter 74
"I'm sorry, princess, the master has to meet the minister today, you can't go in." Cen Bin stopped Qing Yange with a serious face.

Qingyange looked over, and saw that Jiuque's gate was guarded by heavy soldiers, not as lax as usual.

Qing Yange didn't take it seriously, she took the soup cup from Qing Yuan's hand, and handed it to Cen Bin, "This is the soup that I have worked so hard for three hours, please ask the guard Cen to help me give it to Jiu Que~"

Cen Bin looked at the bowl of hot soup, and the anger in his heart dissipated a little.

I thought the princess was a heartless thing, leaving her master alone for a month.

At present, he has finally opened his mind and knows how to come to please.

He took the soup cup from the light smoke singer, and his tone was a little more kind, "I will definitely deliver this soup cup to the master's table, thank you princess."

Qingyange nodded, turned and left with Qingyuan.

When the two walked into the long corridor of the Dialanhua Building, and there was no one around, Qing Yuan asked the doubt in her heart: "Princess, didn't you just take this soup cup from the dining room? Why did you suffer so much?" Three hours!"

Qing Yange is used to Qing Yuan's IQ not being online from time to time, she said calmly: "Qing Yuan, don't you know what a trick is called?"

Qingyuan understood in an instant, and praised Qing Yange, "Princess, you are really smart!"

"Okay, hurry up and order someone to prepare the carriage." Qing Yange slightly lifted her thin lips.

"What are you doing for the carriage?" Qing Yuan looked curious.

"I'm going out of the palace." Qing Yange narrowed her eyes slightly, a flash of light flashed by, she slightly lowered her eyelids, and her long eyelashes covered the expression in her eyes.

Princess House.

Tianxin Pavilion.

Cen Bin pushed open the door and entered.

Just about to bring the soup cup to Jiu Que.

I saw the two ministers who came this morning knelt on the ground together, crying with snot and tears.

"Prince Regent, you have been in the Princess Mansion for more than three months!"

"Yes, why is there still no movement in the princess' stomach after entering the princess mansion for so long?"

"If you don't act quickly, I'm afraid someone else will catch you first, and the princess may have to wait another year if she wants to conceive again!"

"Prince Regent, if you don't take the initiative in matters under the bed, and the princess doesn't give birth to a baby boy sooner, when will our grand plan come true? When will you be able to truly take power!"

"Besides, I heard that you have been busy with official duties this month, and you have never stepped into the Linglong Pavilion of the princess. In the past, you put government affairs first, and the veterans were full of joy, but now the most urgent task is naturally to give birth to the little prince!"

The two ministers spoke sincerely, and they looked like they even wanted to teach Jiu Que how to do things under the bed.

A layer of frost was covering Jiu Que's face, his brows were frowned, and the corners of his mouth were slightly parted, "Is this why you came here so early in the morning?"

The two ministers nodded tacitly, "Yes, we are representatives, conveying the thoughts of other ministers."

Jiu Que narrowed his eyes, and said with a sneer, "Oh, you guys are really promising, and you want to meddle in my affairs?"

The minister replied earnestly: "Regent, we are also doing it for your own good!"

Jiu Que's eyes were half-opened and half-closed, and those frosty pupils fell on the two of them, "Have you finished?"

The two ministers shook their heads at the same time, and began to search in their arms.

After a while, the two ministers took out five books from their pockets and placed them in front of Jiu Que.

One of them said: "Prince Regent, forbidden books are not allowed in this palace, the two of us secretly brought some."

Jiu Que's pupils fell down, and his eyes fell on the scroll.

All I could see was the cover of the book, which showed some explicit pictures of men and women clinging to each other.

There was a trace of anger in Jiu Que's eyes.

Another minister pointed to three of the books and added: "These three books are orphans. You, Regent, don't let us down. You must study the contents carefully!"

Cen Bin took a closer look and couldn't help but gasped.

These ministers, who looked well-dressed, did not expect to send ten colored books to their master!
Especially the three books they were pointing at seemed to be extremely difficult and rich in skills, they were like no one before or since!

"roll."

Jiu Que couldn't take it anymore, and uttered a word coldly.

"Ah?" The two ministers hadn't reacted yet.

"I told you to get out, do you hear me clearly?" Jiu Que sneered, his tone filled with endless coldness, which made people shiver uncontrollably.

However, the two ministers who saw Jiu Que on weekdays were like a mouse meeting a cat. Today, they were particularly persistent in promoting this matter. They took out a few bottles of pills from their arms and carefully placed them on the book.

"Prince Regent, this is the medicine for strengthening the yang and nourishing the kidney that we have worked so hard to find. Please take it before going to bed. If it is not enough, please tell us, we will find it for you even if we run away. Come!"

The eyes of the two ministers were shining, and they looked at Jiu Que expectantly.

Jiu Que stood up abruptly, and his five fingers tightened and made a creaking sound.

When Cen Bin saw that something was wrong, in order to prevent the situation from getting worse, he quickly ordered the two ministers to be dragged out.

The two ministers who were dragged out did not forget to turn their heads and shout: "Regent, you must make the best use of everything, these are all good things!"

With a wave of Jiu Que's long sleeve, a powerful internal force was mixed with strong wind and went away.

With a bang, the door closed, completely isolating the two of them.

"Cen Bin." Jiu Que's thin lips parted slightly, and his tone was a little colder than usual.

"The subordinate is here." Cen Bin responded immediately.

Nine Que's dark pupils were as black as ink lotus petals, and there were dark surges in the deep pupils, "Bring these things to me and burn them."

"All of it?" Cen Bin felt that it was a pity that it was burned.

"All." Jiu Que left no room for it, indifferent and decisive.

"Yes." Cen Bin said, not daring to be negligent, he was about to ask someone to come and clean up these porcelain vases and books. He had just walked a few steps before he remembered that he still had a soup cup in his hand.

He quickly turned around and brought the soup cup to Jiu Que's eyes.

Jiu Que, who was sitting back in his seat and correcting the memorial, raised his eyes, and landed on Cen Bin with some doubts.

Cen Bin quickly explained: "Master, this is the nourishing soup that the princess boiled for you for three hours."

Originally full of anger, Jiu Que, who was as cold as an iceberg, softened a bit when he heard the word "princess".

Cen Bin stepped forward and lifted the lid of the soup pot, and the rich aroma of chicken soup and coconut milk came over his face in an instant.

Jiu Que picked up the spoon and took a bite, the fresh and melancholy air spread across his lips and teeth, lingering around his nose.

Really delicious.

"Where is Qingyan Song?" Jiu Que asked.

"I told the princess that you were going to meet the minister today, so I asked her to go back." Cen Bin said in a straightforward manner.

Jiu Que focused his eyes on the bowl of soup, his brows furrowed slightly, "Go and call Qing Yan Ge."

"Yes." Cen Bin replied.

"Wait." Jiu Que stopped him.

"What else is there, master?" Cen Bin asked.

Jiu Que stood up slowly, and said seriously, "I'll go find her."

(End of this chapter)